The Witcher Last moments?

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What? You need a cross?

Isabella Castellasa

Yes, please.

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Don't joke with me! how could I give such a holy thing to a cursed woman!

Isabella Castellasa

Please! I beg you! at the very least let me be with my lord before I die...

Isabella begs the guard for the smallest of "mercy" she could get.

The guard in turn, closes his eyes and gives out a sigh— Then taking of the cross around his neck he hands it over to Isabella.

Isabella Castellasa

Thank you...

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But I will have to take it back before the executioners burn you...as this is something that I wouldn't like to lose.

Isabella Castellasa

Fine.

"—Drum! Drum!"

"Let the guilty witch be presented to stake!"

Isabella: Now comes the moment when I shall take my last breath.

The guards have already unchained my hands making me free to walk—

But no room for escape.

I walk through the way that the crowd of people made for me to pass.

—All the way to the concrete pillar ahead of me.

I can sense hate from their eyes—

Hate from false rumors of my evildoings which I never did.

"There's no way for you to escape, accept your fate and die... at the very least this will cleanse all your sins".

—Said the executioner to me in a strict voice to which I nod silently.

Two men are tying me to the pillar upon which litres of alcohol will be poured to burn me.

It's unbelievable, I was living my very life yesterday, being able to smell, taste and feel but today I will turn into nothingness.

But if God really does exist... then perhaps I shall wish for an afterlife- one where I... nobody has to suffer such a fate.

"Any last words?"

Isabella Castellasa

Uh—

Isabella Castellasa

I—

"Look up! there's a mysterious person up on the roof of that house!"

Someone's shout from the crowd drew everyone's attention to the roof of a house...

There stood a man, in black hood and cape.

He held a mask similar in shape to a human skull.

None of us were able to see his face because of the hood, but one thing was for sure that he was up-to no good—

For he held a sword on his left hand.

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Huh....

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Another witch execution huh.

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How many times does this make?

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This is why I hate humans, fearing the slightest of things...

The mysterious man wears his skull shaped mask and lifts his sword up in the air.

"LET THE WITCH HUNT BEGIN!"

Several more people appear up on the rooftops of various houses, dressesd in the same black attire along with swords.

In the blink of an eye, we all get surrounded by them.

I've heard rumors about such people who would show up during witch executions, kill every spectator and kidnap the witch...

Such people were called—

—The Witchers.

—To Be Continued—